...SQUARE, WC 1881. CH1SWICK PRESS :— CHARLES WHITTINGHAM AND CO, TOOKS COURT, CHANCERY LANE. HE LAS' To drift with every passion till my soul Is a stringed lute on which all winds can play, Is it for this that I have given away Mine ancient wisdom, and austere control ? Methinks my life is...

...be left to the critics. Mr. Wilde opens his book with this cry of remonstrance with fate : HELAS ! To drift with every passion till my soul Is a stringed lute on which all winds can play, s it for this that I have given away Mine ancient wisdom and austere control ? Methinks my life is...

...The Ballad of Reading Gaol. In Helasf, his prologue to the Poems of 1881, he wavers momentarily: — To drift with every passion till my soul Is a stringed lute on which all winds can play, Is it for this that I have given away Mine ancient wisdom and austere control ? But at once he is off...

...Wilde's career, and nowhere is this regret more profoundly expressed than in one of his own sonnets : " To drift with every passion, till my soul Is a stringed lute on which all winds can play, Is it for this that I have given away Mine ancient wisdom, and austere control ? — Methinks my life...

...früher erkannt worden ist. Wilde sagt selbst in dem Einleitungsgedicht zu seiner Sammlung von 1881: My soul Is a stringed lute on which all winds can play. Und an anderer Stelle (Tauchnitz 84, Bürden) klagt er: Tis I, 'tis I, whose soul is äs a reed Which...

...other hand it may mean giving oneself over to the chance play of capricious and novel sensations — "To drift with every passion till my soul Is a stringed lute on which all winds can play"— which means the utter disintegration of manhood. There was much of both elements in Goethe's life....

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...these, The seven-fold vision of the Florentine, And grave-browed Milton's solemn harmonies. HELAS! To drift with every passion till my soul Is a stringed lute on which all winds can play, Is it for this that I have given away Mine ancient wisdom, and austere control? — llethinks my life...

...poem is necessary to 18 4 / ; the attempt at understanding its author. This was the cry of his soul: To drift with every passion till my soul Is a stringed lute whereon all winds may play— Is it for this that I have given away Mine ancient wisdom, and austere...

...sleeps, where Byron loved to dwell. RAVENNA, March, 1877. OXFORD, March, 1878. POEMS MDCCCLXXXI HE LAS! TO drift with every passion till my soul Is a stringed lute on which all winds can play, Is it for this that / have given away M.ine ancient wisdom, and austere control ? Rethinks my life...